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lul bankro - hot summer lyrics

uh, whew, aye, bankro
feds hot
but we got hotter sticks
we pop that trick then squish the throw away
summertime
we up the score on opps it ain’t no other way
round clock
the block is hot we turn that b+tch up anyway
bad b+tches
wanna f+ck us now they know we litt up everyday
whew! its hot
b+tch its summertime
its a hot boy summer the way we lit
its still gone snow outside
sun out buns out
now the snow bunnies wanna have some fun now
clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, clap
oh that ass a drum huh
clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, clap
oh you having fun huh
freak b+tch bend it over
shake that ass she got her tongue out
i choke her when i hit straight from thе back
she speak in tongues now, еhh
come here
where you think you going
get in that kitchen cook for my son now
you knew i was a boss the day you met me
i’m counting them funds out
and you know not to ever play with my thuggin
i keep these guns round me
and how can i be faithful to these hoes
with all these buns around me
you know i can’t stay up all night on phones cuz the

feds hot
but we got hotter sticks
we pop that trick then squish the throw away
summertime
we up the score on opps it ain.t no other way
round clock
the block is hot we turn that b+tch up anyway
bad b+tches
wanna f+ck us now they know we litt up everyday
yeah it’s hot but she get hotta, hotta
catch me on winchester flexin
tryna f+ck one of yo daughters, daughter
please don’t hit da inbox
if u not placing no orders, aye
used to sell quarters, aye
shipment cross da border, aye
tapped her on her shoulder
now she wet like she from florida bay
dis a one night stand
don’t leave yo man
don’t wanna be called bae
can’t eat at my table
u wasn’t wit me through dem noodle days, nowadays
flexing wit yo budget
like it’s nothin, nothing
um all in ha stomach
n she tap wen she nuttin, nuttin
how da f+ck is da plug
cuz u get fronted, wtf
haha
man u n+ggas funny
if numbers don’t lie
den tell da truth i get da money, keep it coming
if that thang don’t move wen u shake it
u wasted yo money
ah ah
feds hot
but we got hotter sticks
we pop that trick then squish the throw away
summertime
we up the score on opps it ain.t no other way
round clock
the block is hot we turn that b+tch up anyway
bad b+tches
wanna f+ck us now they know we litt up everyday
yeah

- lul bankro lyrics

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